There was something incredible in his voice, and there was infinite fear.

"This Han Qing, what kind of sacredness is it, even this kind of existence has cause and effect with him, how can the old man cut him cause and effect?"

At this time, there is no end to the Ghost Realm.

At the entrance to a river Styx, there is a tree that stands up to the sky.

In the center of the trunk, there is a large hole.

At this moment, the figure of an old man appeared in the cave.

He furrowed his gray eyebrows and snorted coldly.

In an instant, the yin wind shouted, and a terrifying wind and waves rolled up on the River Styx.

"Presumptuous, dare to cut the cause and effect of this king." The old man shouted loudly and raised his hand to point towards the void.

Suddenly, an extremely rich yin qi was involved in the void.

And in the void, there was Hua Zhengyang's mournful cry.

Just as Hua Zhengyang screamed, in the entire Seven Realms, those broken karmic knots were like a reversal of time and space, condensing again.

Mi Xin'er's face turned pale, and she was calculating something with her eyes closed.

Suddenly, her delicate body trembled, and when she opened her eyes again, her fingers, which were still oozing blood, wrote a green character behind the Korean character.

Danzun also raised his head suddenly, and then his expression relaxed, and put away the pitch-black Dan furnace.

The gold ingots had just washed his face, and was about to continue with the two Daoists, when his strong body was stunned again.

Then, he found that there was an extra person's information in his memory.

Lin Xinyan's face was overjoyed, and the lost memory made her eyes moist.

If Han Qing is forgotten, what is the meaning of her existence?

At this time, she made up her mind in her heart that she wanted to control her fate and fight side by side with Han Qing.

Then, her strength must be improved as soon as possible.

Therefore, no matter what, she must completely integrate with Feng Zu as a whole, so that her strength will increase by leaps and bounds.

In the wilderness, those whose memories have been erased have returned to normal.

Only the temple's Long Rikong had a gloomy face, if he could forget how good Han Qing should be, why did he remember it again.

Heavenly Demon Realm, in the Holy Land.

Han Qing's eyes suddenly opened, and he saw that the fishing line that was entangled in him began to shatter.

Immediately after, he heard Hua Zhengyang's terrible screams.

At this moment, a phantus appeared in front of his eyes.

The phantom, covered in the flames of nothingness, was howling in pain.

The phantom wailed in pain as he waved his hand to open a passageway, intending to step into.

Seeing this, Han Qing's eyes instantly turned blood-red, and his hatred and killing intent were extremely strong.

At this moment, countless blood lines appeared in the spar of his heart, completely enveloping him.

Sky Splitting Finger!

Open the heavens!

Trapped in the Heavens!

Countless secret techniques turned into monstrous power and bombarded the phantom.

At the same time, Han Qing's sword that condensed time slashed down suddenly.

"Die!" Han Qing roared, burning the origin at all costs.

It's just that this phantom that was burned by the fire of nothingness, under Han Qing's attack at any cost, actually suffered limited damage.

But where Han Qing was willing to give up, he knew that this was a fleeting opportunity.

He's with Fahrenheit now, and he's not going to die anymore anyway.

I've already killed a Fahrenheit Daozi, so what if I kill another ancestor?

At this time, Han Qingyi gritted his teeth.

"Reincarnation halberd!"

Han Qing roared, directly triggering the most terrifying thing among all his treasures.

This reincarnation halberd helped him cross the border and kill the powerhouse of the Barbarian Temple.

It's just that although it attacks the terror, Han Qing's strength can only barely urge the Fork of Death in it.

Moreover, its depletion to the soul is extremely terrifying.

Therefore, Han Qing never used it again.

But by this time, he couldn't care so much.

In an instant, the phantom of the death fork of the reincarnation halberd merged into Han Qing's divine soul.

"Die!"

Han Qing roared violently, and the void pierced into Hua Zhengyang's phantom.

In an instant, the vitality between heaven and earth seemed to be completely sucked away, and the dead air enveloped everything.

At this moment, Hua Zhengyang let out a terrible scream.